“What breach are we talking about, Margaret?” Arthur asked, adjusting his glasses.

Margaret did not hesitate.

“An intentional alteration of the structural load specifications on the waterfront project, Arthur,” she said.

Arthur’s face paled.

“That is a class-one safety violation,” he said. “If those specs had been poured into the foundation, the entire retaining wall would have failed within five years.”

“Worse,” Julian said, his voice cold. “It would have collapsed during the spring thaw, right under the public promenade.”

I tapped the tablet screen, bringing up the comparative logs.

“Here is the original design I submitted,” I said, pointing to the blue line. “And here is the modification uploaded tonight at eight o’clock.”

The modification line dropped sharply, cutting the steel reinforcement requirements by forty percent.

“This is criminal,” Arthur muttered, looking from the screen to me. “We have to notify the state attorney general. We need to file a formal lawsuit tomorrow morning.”

I shook my head.

“A lawsuit will take months, Arthur,” I said. “By the time we get a injunction, the current bid cycle for the south phase will close, and Bennett Urban Systems will secure the contract.”